Barbara was an awesome woman who James liked a lot, a very a lot.
She was beautiful, tall, pretty face, brunette hair. Her ass was dreamy soft, often seen in tight white or khaki pants. Her breasts looked divine hidden behind her blouses that often dipped low to show a delightful amount of cleavage.
There was just one problem: she was his best friend's mom.
James had seen her anytime he was over visiting his friend, Tim, who after awhile became his best friend, and James was always coming over, to really observe Tim's mom up close.
After he graduated college, James returned home. He hadn't kept in touch with Tim in his last year of school, but always thought about his mom, Barbara.
He decided to just go over to Tim's home on the chance at least his mom would be home.
When he arrived in his car, he noticed Tim's van wasn't in the driveway and it excited him with the possibilities.
Getting to the front door, James stood there momentarily before knocking.
Soon after the door opened and there stood the woman of James dreams.
"James! Oh my! You surprised me. Um, Tim isn't here. He hasn't come home since he went to college."
"In fact, I'm glad you're here. It's been quiet here since my husband left. Would you want to come in for some coffee?"
James was amazed at seeing Barbara, felt sorry for her and eagerly accepted her invitation.
She wore brown tight khakis and brown leather boots that were just under her knees. She wore a gray sweater and had the French manicure he remembered her having many years ago. He often dreamed of her touching him with those fingers and nails.
"Hope I can say this, You look amazing. I've always had a crush on you," James said.
Barbara was blushing and held her right hand over her mouth in awe.
"That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a long time," she said. Grabbing James hand, they walked to the kitchen where she asked him to sit. She used her Keurig machine to whip up two cups of coffee.
While James talked about himself Barbara reached over and stoked the top of his hand, and then got up behind his ear before she stopped.
"Why did you stop? That felt really good," James said.
"I thought I was going to far," she said. James touched her hand and said, "You can go as far as you want."
Barbara smiled and said they should continue their conversation on the sofa in her living room.
Walking over Barbara removed her sweater to reveal a tight white top stretched over her chest. She sat down and asked James to sit next to her.
She put her arm around James and pulled him towards her. "I've missed seeing you around here, James. You are such a sweetheart."
She started kissing James, who pulled back and saw a very excited she was, that her nipples were poking through her shirt, he moved back in for another kiss.